Chapter 169 What's Unfortunate About Writing a Novel?
Chapter 169 What’s wrong with writing novels?
Author: Yu Su
Chapter 169 What’s wrong with writing novels?
He couldn't help but let go and put down the walnut.
The hugged Hutao was flushed and stiff. When her feet finally landed on the ground, she stretched out her hand and glared at Jiang Bai, saying angrily:
"Give me the bonus!"
Hu Tao wants his bonus back, will Jiang Bai give it to him? Of course not!
The money you give out is like water thrown out, it's not that easy to get it back.
Jiang Bai thought Hu Tao looked cute when he was angry, and his face was as red as a fire slime, which made him want to squeeze it.
This thought only passed through his mind for a moment. He clasped his hands together and bowed his head to apologize:
"Master, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I was so excited just now that my brain went crazy!"
Jiang Bai apologized very quickly. After saying that, he put down Hu Tao's outstretched hand and walked behind her to squeeze her shoulders, trying to ease her anger.
"In order to make amends, how about I wash the hall master's hair ten times for free?"
Hu Tao crossed his arms and snorted, but did not agree.
"Twenty times?" Jiang Bai asked tentatively.
"Fifty times!"
Without hesitation at all, Jiang Bai agreed, "Okay! No problem! Guaranteed service!"
"Isn't that a walnut? What is this doing?"
In the distance, a blue boy eating a popsicle looked this way.
Next to him was a young man with short ear-length hair and a face so delicate that he could not tell the difference between male and female.
The young man rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go over and take a look."
He had watched the whole scene just now. When did Hutao have such a cool friend? And it seemed like their relationship was very good.
"walnut!"
Hearing the shout, Hutao turned around and saw that the person coming was the person they were looking for. She waved excitedly.
Her complexion has long since returned to normal, and her emotions go away as quickly as they come.
"Xingqiu, and Chongyun, long time no see!"
"It's been a while since we've seen each other." Chongyun nodded.
During this time, he heard that there was a place in Qingce Village where evil spirits were causing trouble. He stayed there for a long time and only recently returned to Liyue Port.
Looking at these two young men who were about the same age as the hall master, with extraordinary appearance and demeanor, Jiang Bai subconsciously stood up straight and showed a shy smile that was not offensive in front of outsiders.
Because of his shy smile, the attendants at the Hall of the Past still think that he is a shy and somewhat shy big boy.
"What is this?" Xingqiu looked at Jiang Bai and motioned Hu Tao to introduce him.
Without waiting for Hu Tao to introduce himself, Jiang Bai took the initiative to step forward and introduce himself:
"Hello, you two. I am the hall master's most compatible confidant, best partner, most loyal younger brother, and most sensible subordinate! The person who transfers souls to the Rebirth Hall—Jiang Bai!"
Hearing this name, the corners of Xingqiu's mouth twitched.
The first names sound like the same thing, but what are the things behind them?
When did Hu Tao join a gang and find a younger brother?
When I heard it at the end, oh, it turned out to be someone from the Hall of Purity.
Listening to Jiang Bai's introduction, Hu Tao's eyelids drooped and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
How could she not know that she had so many connections with this guy?
The latter ones can still be called facts, but what are the first few?
Confidant? Partner? Are you talking about him?
The honest man Chongyun blinked and praised from the bottom of his heart, "That's amazing!"
With so many names, there is a lot of connection once you hear them.
"Hello, hello." Jiang Bai stretched out his hand to shake their hands.
"Hello, I am Xingqiu."
"I am Chongyun."
"The hall master often mentioned you to me. When I saw you today, you are indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, with extraordinary bearing and talent!" Jiang Bai shot a wave of rainbow farts.
Chongyun was a little embarrassed by him, but Xingqiu was obviously used to hearing such words, and his heart was unmoved.
"I am over-flattered."
Hu Tao interrupted Jiang Bai and continued to be polite, and said to Xingqiu: "You guys came just in time, I was just going to find you!"
"Oh? Looking for us? What's the matter?" Xingqiu and Chongyun looked at each other, neither getting any information from the other.
"I went to Mondstadt a few days ago, and this is the souvenir I brought to you."
Hutao handed the prepared gifts to them, "I brought you a quill pen for Xingqiu, and brought you Mondstadt's special iced drink recipe for Chongyun."
"Then I'll accept it without mercy!"
"Don't be polite to me!" Hutao waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to be polite.
We are all old acquaintances, don't become polite just because there is one more stranger.
"Xingqiu, I have something serious to do with you this time."
"Oh? Do you want to have another poetry duel with me?"
"No, I am writing a book recently, but my writing ability is limited. I would like to ask for your help!"
"Please...please me?" Xingqiu leaned back, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and at the same time, his toes dug tightly into the soles of his shoes.
No way! No way! Hu Tao must have known about his novel writing!
Oh my god! He never told anyone about this kind of thing. How on earth did she know?
Xingqiu had the urge to run away on the spot before she could say anything, but he still held Hu Tao and didn't know that it was his overthinking hope that stayed where he was.
However, the less you want something to happen, the more it will happen.
Just listen to Hu Tao saying matter-of-factly:
"Yeah, didn't you write a novel? I haven't written it before. I want to ask you for guidance and we can write it together."
"I, I, I..."
Xingqiu's brain was shut down, and he felt a sense of shame about being discovered by an acquaintance while writing a novel.
"Xingqiu, when did you write a novel?"
Chongyun knew that he liked to read martial arts stories and fantasy novels, but Xingqiu actually wrote a novel himself, which was really unexpected.
The tips of Xingqiu's ears were red, but he pretended to be nonchalant when asked by his friends.
In fact, it’s not a big deal to be discovered by an acquaintance while writing a novel, as long as you can get over the bar of shame in your heart.
Xingqiu now only hopes that Hutao only knows that he wrote a novel, but not what he wrote.
However, things disappointed him again.
Just listen to Hu Tao say again: "Yes, the book he wrote is called "The Record of Shen Qiu Picking Up Swords". The name sounds like a martial arts novel, but I haven't had time to buy it and read it."
Hearing this, Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and the toes in his shoes couldn't help but relax a little.
After a while, he will have people buy all the books "The Record of Shen Qiu's Picking Up Swords" in Liyue Port, and he must not let them see what he wrote!
absolute!
Under Chongyun's doubtful eyes, he sneered, "I just wrote it casually. It's not a big deal and it's not worth telling you specifically."
Hu Tao patted Xingqiu on the shoulder, "What you said is wrong. How could you not tell us about writing a novel? We can cheer you up so that you can gain popularity!"
Xingqiu's smile was very stiff, and the gift he had just received was extremely prickly.